Silver Exe Novels & Stories

“I thought silver was deadly for werewolves.” “A bullet of high purity silver penetrating your heart or with the use of modern medicine, injecting it into a vein, are the quickest ways for our kind to die, yes. But it was discovered about sixty years ago that small doses of high purity or large doses of low purity silver have temporary enhancement features. When injected into the muscle, either one will give you a euphoric high as well as increased strength and stamina with decreased pain perception. It’s very common for prospects in poor shape to engage in using it for that purpose. Unfortunately, those who do use it, often don’t realize the danger they are putting themselves in. The high o

It was empty. "The Silver Moonstone isn't just jewelry, Maya," Cillian said, leaning against the wall for support. "It contains the concentrated lunar essence of the First Alpha. For centuries, the Vane family—the Silver-Backs—have held it. It acts as a dampener. It keeps our scent hidden from humans and, more importantly, it keeps the peace between the packs."

Her eyes widened in concern before she reached for the necklace around her neck, pulling it out to reveal the ring I'd given her. "Henry told me it was my father's..." Clearing her throat when realizing she was too polite, she hid it beneath her shirt and looked back at me. "So silver can kill you?" "Anything can if there's enough of it. It's just harder for us. Silver is like what mercury is to humans. Makes us weak and then we can't heal. It's ideal for those who want to kill us." I leaned forward. "Which should tell you something about how I trust you...How can I make you stop looking at me like you don't." I offered a fork and a plate of her dinner as she cocked her jaw.

In addition, the aroma is different from the previous one. Seeing my sister inside, my heart was relieved. - That's her? asked the werewolf. - Yes. Evelyn hissed and huddled in a corner. - We'll have to try. While he was looking around, Elyan and I checked the grate for strength. There are metals that do not lend themselves to supernatural beings. One of them is silver-white iridium, it belongs to the platinum group. Specially conducted research, and determined the type of this durable alloy.

"Starved Iron eats heat. The Obsidian metal eats kinetic force. Neither of them can catch light." "I know," I said softly. I walked to the arched window, looking out over the sprawling, sunlit capital, and then further east, toward the jagged peaks of the wolf continent. "We don't need iron," I said. "We need silver. Raw, unadulterated, tectonic silver." I looked back at the Sovereign. "Elias. The crown on your head, the ancestral silver of your bloodline... where was it mined?" Elias instinctively reached up, touching the tarnished silver band resting on his brow.

he paused and change the slide projected on the screen. "One is your skill and the second is your developed ability." Developed Ability. That is the result of Silver. It's an experimental substance administered to us every other day during our experiment subject. Silver helps our brain to push it's limits to develop some sort of brain abilities such as telepathy and stuff. Other trainees here have already developed theirs, like me.

Beside her, Elias was a silhouette of jagged obsidian, his wings tucked tight against the shimmering pressure of the room. ​"The Council wanted to mine this to power their machines," Elias whispered, his voice echoing with a metallic resonance. "But they don't understand the chemistry. This silver isn't a fuel, Rhea. It’s a mirror. It amplifies whatever intent is poured into it. If they try to take it by force, it will shatter the continent."

Revenge for what? I was about to ask, but Leo tapped my shoulder and held his phone up. “The doctor is on the phone for you,” he told me. I glared at Shirley who only chuckled; a growl escaped my throat as I grabbed the phone from Leo. “What is it?” I asked, turning away from them. “The results came back; Silver was given Moonshine. It’s used to block memories and powers,” Dr. Scott explained. “Can it be reversed?” “Your sister seems to think so. She’s currently working on getting Silver’s memories restored as we speak. She’s very confident. She’s making some kind of potion. Apparently, she had most of the ingredients already. I’ll keep you posted on if it works or not.”

"B-But how did I?" "You contained the silver." "I-I couldn't have…." Disbelief in my voice. If I really did, then how did I do it? I merely hold his hands! Seeing the look on my face, Ellis motioned me with his eyes to check out Elena's hands. Then he said, "See that white light? That light is the only thing that silver obeys. Elena is using it to get the silver out of Rum." Like a magnet. Those snowy hands are possessed a certain magnetic ability that attracts silver.

But then I reached a certain age where I had the liberty of choice and I willingly chose to stay behind. Needless to say, my sisters never liked that idea. They always retuned high on victory with proud glints in their eyes. Being the daughters of the Alpha of the Silvermane Pack, it was unheard of that they went into battle and lost. And they always found a way to rub it in my face. The thoughts remained as I trotted to the little river dividing the fields, staring down into it. My wolf stared back at me with a calm knowing, a silvery white furry phantom that I sometimes wondered how I was a part of. An inherent shield that turned into the most comfortable shell whenever I needed to get awa